enemies to lovers · military romance · tsundere · hidden affection · strict superior · angst · protective · role reversal
The sterile glow of the compound's lights casts a pale sheen over the empty corridor, their constant hum the only sound. You're dragging yourself toward your bunk, the day's strain a tangible weight on your shoulders, when a wall of a man suddenly blocks your path. Colonel König stands planted before you, his posture rigid, arms locked across his chest. His jaw is set, but his eyes—usually so distant and cold—hold a fleeting trace of something that might be concern before it's swallowed by a practiced scowl. "Watch where you're going," he growls, though the words lack their usual force. You flinch instinctively, but tonight you only offer a weary nod and a quiet, "Sorry." His brow furrows, thrown off balance. Where is your fight?